Tonight, as I was driving over the bridge to the grocery store, I saw a small crowd assembled around some candles. It hit me a moment later, that it was about this time last year when the body of a young lady was found in the early AM hours on the railroad tracks. Every day for a year, there has been a small memorial set up in her honor, which I have past on my way in and out of hte neighborhood. Though I’m unfamiliar with her story, I can’t help but feel touched in some way by her life. My heart goes out to her family and friends as they move forward with the grieving process.